goin' bye-bye on a plane...

Traveling is so much fun, but it's equal parts excitement and apprehension.  It's physically challenging, and I have had some of my worst migraines on airplanes.  (That trip to the Dominican Republic years ago, my headache got blindingly bad, and by the time we were on the bus taking us to the resort, I got sick to my stomach, into my jean jacket...I was too sick to even ask to stop the bus...not sure if I would have wanted to get out and do it roadside with everyone watching, and there were so many stray dogs wandering around...anyway.).   

I had a dream last night that when it was time to get on the plane, the door was really small, and one had to crawl through it, through a tunnel, then the seats were right on the floor, no standing up, we were on the "upstairs" of the plane, in the attic.  It was a claustrophobic nightmare.  Then when I got off the plane, I found out that the downstairs passengers had a pool!  They squished us all in, then had a pool party.  harrumph.

I'm leaving here in half an hour, so of course I sit here for a bit then scramble around at the last minute.  I'm all packed, my carryon can only weigh 17.6 pounds, per SAS website, which is kind of cheap-y of them, you can fit like 30 pounds into one of those bags...the dimensions are right on, and when I weighed the suitcase, it was exactly 17.6 pounds.  But, I still had a bag of coffee, and some candy I'm bringing to Janet.  So I stuffed it in, and if they weigh the bag, I'll just rip open the candy and stand there eating it.  

I decided to bring the compression socks and put them on at the airport.  If I put them on now, I'll have them on for like 24 hours, I cannot.  

Yesterday, Kathryn came over with her little ones for a while, and we had a good time.  Achilles saw me walk across the kitchen without my cane, he stopped dead in his tracks, and said, "Grandma can WALK!"  I told him I can manage a few steps, but I look like Frankenstein, and that started a good conversation.  He also likes talking about the Wizard of Oz, he has an excellent memory and is very smart.  We talked about what each of the characters wanted from the Wizard.  Rhys can write letters and numbers, then Jamie drew "boys swimming".  (He's turning three next week, having his birthday party here when I'm gone!)

So I had a nice day.  We had some really good air fried chicken thighs for dinner, Paul had marinated them in vinegar and spices, they were very flavorful.  We also had a cauliflower crust pizza.  Jonny stopped in for a visit too, so it was a good evening.

Now I need to move it move it to get out the door....I admit to having a little bit of traveler's anxiety this morning...do I have my passport?  yah.  I am all checked in to the flight, i have my hairbrush and my phone charger, and my water bottle...I hate to fill it then get there and have to have it empty, and have to drink it all...I have done that before.  oh, all the things!  I am super thankful I get to go though, and I will have a really nice time...I won't be bringing my lap top, so I won't be blogging until next week, what on earth will you do without me, ha.  Have a nice day, and nice weekend!